CHAPTER VIII The trip to the bathroom felt like the longest journey I had ever taken.CHAPTER VIII The trip to the bathroom felt like the longest journey I had ever taken. The ice water enema had my guts tied up in knots. Without the tool, there would have been no way for me to make it without an accident. In my haste, I stumbled several times along the way due to the uncertain gait caused by the six inch heels. Susie seemed to have similar difficulty with the cramping, although she was far more adept at walking in the stiletto heeled shoes our Mistresses made us wear. Susie got to the bathroom first and attempted to attach the bulb by herself. She squatted and reached down between her legs in an effort to locate the fitting, but the hinged hand cuffs would not allow her to twist her forearms into the proper position. When I arrived, she was already squealing in frustration over her inability to attach the bulb. "Oooohhh Pamela, I can't get it connected! These damned hand cuffs are in the way. I can't turn my wrists at all!" Kay was right. The hinged cuffs would force us to help each other in order to gain relief. "Susie...calm down. I'm going to help you." While the corset and the cramping made it very difficult, I managed to crouch down and attach the bulb to the port. |